Lt. Wallace Lippincott Jr.'s canteen |
"By the
way."
I was on the
phone with Vern Schmidt, a World War II veteran who lives in Fresno,
California, for about a half-hour a couple of weeks ago and was about to hang
up when he said "By the way."
By the way,
what?
By the way, Vern
said, on his last visit to Europe, his friend Norbert Morbe, who lives in
Luxembourg and is an avid collector of World War II artifacts, gave him a
canteen. The canteen had a name scratched onto it, "Lt. Wal. Lippincott,
712 Tank Bn.," along with a serial number and what appears to be the word "Sauer
Kraut." Norbert knew that Lt. Wallace Lippincott Jr. was killed in the
Battle of the Bulge, and asked Vern to try and locate his family so the canteen
could be returned. Vern had no luck searching the Internet. Did I know of a way
of contacting the family?
Fifteen years
ago I tried to locate Lieutenant Lippincott's family. I found a record of a
donation made in his memory to the University of Delaware by his widow, who remarried
and had a different last name. At the time I contacted the university's alumni
association, they contacted the widow and she sent me a photo which I've since misplaced.
I've long since lost touch with her.
By the way, did
I mention I'm an email pack rat? Five years later Ted Nobles contacted me and
said he was Lieutenant Lippincott's great-nephew and was working on a family
genealogy. I sent him copies of some of the interviews I did with veterans of
Lippincott's platoon. But Ted had moved and changed his email since then. Then
I found him on Facebook.
I put Ted in touch
with Vern, they had a long talk, and Ted said he was thrilled about the
discovery. Vern sent him the canteen, and Ted planned to surprise his family
with it on Christmas Day.
This photo arrived on Christmas Day, along with a note from Lieutenant Lippincott's great-niece.
The photo shows "my brother Ted, myself and my younger son Oliver," she wrote. "I am the first child born unto our mother Martha Wallace Zeallor who was the niece of Wallace Jr. My brother Ted is the second child . Martha Wallace Lippincott was my grandmother and only sister to Wallace Jr. As you know our mother and grandmother have passed and this gift is so appreciated. I was just talking about Wallace last night and then my brother shows up at my house to give me the news about the canteen. I got goose bumps and it was a great feeling to have glided my fingers across the etching of his name he engraved himself in the battle. Thank you from the bottom of my heart."
Now look at who's getting goose bumps.
Incidentally, my father and Lieutenant Lippincott were both replacements in A Company of the 712th Tank Battalion, and although they never met, they had a connection. My dad, Lt. Maurice Elson, joined the 712th in Normandy. He told his sergeant, Jule Braatz, that he trained as an infantry officer and knew little about tanks but it showed up on his "MOS," or service qualifications, because he attended a tank demonstration. Braatz gave my father a tour of the tank and told him to be careful getting down. My dad jumped off the tank, twisted his ankle, and wound up in an aid station. His platoon was sent on a mission without him.
From left, Ted Nobles, Michelle Nobles Rutter, Lt. Lippincott's great-niece, and her son Oliver. |
The photo shows "my brother Ted, myself and my younger son Oliver," she wrote. "I am the first child born unto our mother Martha Wallace Zeallor who was the niece of Wallace Jr. My brother Ted is the second child . Martha Wallace Lippincott was my grandmother and only sister to Wallace Jr. As you know our mother and grandmother have passed and this gift is so appreciated. I was just talking about Wallace last night and then my brother shows up at my house to give me the news about the canteen. I got goose bumps and it was a great feeling to have glided my fingers across the etching of his name he engraved himself in the battle. Thank you from the bottom of my heart."
Now look at who's getting goose bumps.
Incidentally, my father and Lieutenant Lippincott were both replacements in A Company of the 712th Tank Battalion, and although they never met, they had a connection. My dad, Lt. Maurice Elson, joined the 712th in Normandy. He told his sergeant, Jule Braatz, that he trained as an infantry officer and knew little about tanks but it showed up on his "MOS," or service qualifications, because he attended a tank demonstration. Braatz gave my father a tour of the tank and told him to be careful getting down. My dad jumped off the tank, twisted his ankle, and wound up in an aid station. His platoon was sent on a mission without him.
The next day he
hitched a ride to the front in the bog, or bow gunner's seat, of a tank in
another platoon. When the platoon stopped, he got out of the tank and was
wounded by shrapnel.
Braatz told me
this story at the first reunion I attended, in 1987. He said the story was
second hand because the driver my father hitched a ride with, Quentin
"Pine Valley" Bynum, was later killed.
Lieutenant
Lippincott joined the battalion a couple of weeks before the Battle of the
Bulge. His driver the day he was killed was Pine Valley Bynum. Bynum and the
tank's loader, Pfc. Frank Shagonabe, also were killed.
Two of the
tank's crew members escaped unscathed, physically at least. Roy R. La Pish, whose nickname was
Frenchie, of Pottstown, Pa., stayed in the Army after the war. His name can be
found on the Vietnam Wall. For Hilton Chiasson of Thibodeau, La., that was the
fifth tank he had knocked out, according to Phil Eckhart, another member of the
platoon. Chiasson was so shaken that he was relieved of having to serve in a
tank. One day I tried to look him up and I reached his widow, who said in a
thick Cajun accent that her husband never spoke about the war.
Shagonabe was a
Native American from northern Michigan. In an event eerily similar to the
return of the canteen to Lippincott's family, an article appeared in the
Muskegon Chronicle a few years ago. It told how Shagonabe's effects were sent
to his employer because no family member could be found, but eventually someone
was able to locate Shagonabe's half-brother. The article had wonderful photos
of the reunion. The half-brother, Harlin Shagonabe, has since passed away.
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